"Cough... Cough... Y-You are the Devil..." Victoria rasped, voice trembling within the fragile, humming bubble of displaced water.
Mud squelched coldly between her toes as the crushing pressure of the lakebed pressed against her powerful legs.
It had been him all along.
It explained everything!
How she, the realm's strongest publicly known warrior, had been dismantled so effortlessly. How the ambush had began like a cruel script penned by indifferent gods.
Wang Xiao regarded her shocked, dripping form with a predatory smile. "I prefer to call myself a mere passerby... The Devil you seek is not me."
"??"
Victoria's mind reeled in the dense, inky-black depths. Before she could demand answers, he spoke again, voice echoed through the water like silk over steel.
"Shuangshuang, wrap it up."
SWOOSH!
The black waters erupted into a violent vortex, swirling and vanishing as if devoured by an invisible mouth.
In mere moments, the crushing depths were gone.
